She was still half convinced that the younger woman was the cause of all her woes and said so. Mary shrugged and walked slowly upstairs to the bathroo....The livid red welts across Mary's rump caused Gladys a moment of satisfaction before Pip used his knife to cut away her pleated tartan skirt, her high-necked blouse and her functional but unglamourous underwear. He was surprised that Gladys in the nude made a pretty picture. Her best feature he thought was her proportionally long legs and slim. "Well, I did a simple game theory analysis, but I verified my findings by simply asking her." You asked her?" What else should I have done?" he shrugged. "I think the benefit of being raised without a mother is that I have no pre-conceived notions about how they should be. As far as I'm concerned, they play games, have sex –" HEY!" – do everything just like anyone else. You should try asking her things occasionally. You might be surprised." Fine! Can we not discuss sex and my mom at the same. In that family they were one lady with two children, she was widow. Her husband was working in vidhansoudha. After his death she got job as a clerk. She was around 35 years old. Very beautiful fair and good looking. She was very silent very reserved character. She used to talk only with ladies. She was entertain with gents. I was liking very much, was thinking that I have to fuck her any how. One I had a marriage function of my close friend’s sisters. It was little far from our place; it was. .." Ah," he cried, overcome with jealousy, "you confess it! So the man of whom I speak exists! I swear that the villain..."He turned toward M. Desmalions, his face convulsed with hatred. He made no further effort to contain himself:"Monsieur le Prefet, we are in sight of the goal. I know the road that will lead us to it. The wild beast shall be hunted down tonight, or tomorrow at least. Monsieur le Prefet, the letter that accompanied those documents, the unsigned letter which this young lady.